I love it when writing becomes like a race. I can see the finish line now. Adrenaline is rushing. Perhaps that's why it is getting easier to write.
I very much love it when the Muse hits me in the middle of the night. Those chapters seems to be so real. I don't usually dream, but this is much better.
Still working on Book Two. I can't decide if I'm going to leave the first chapter as short (for me). It seems to have naturally ended. I'm looking forward to my heroine meeting a long lost friend. That will be fun to write.
Life is a dream.